It was Troy's last day in NYC. He was dying to see Sharpay's last show he could attend, he didn't know why but he could not live without hearing her magical voice sing a few bars of melody.

Sharpay took a look at the audience, her heart fell. Troy was looking as handsome as ever, Gabriella giggling herself away. She took a deep breath. This time, she could not overcome her weakness for Troy and she knew very well she never would

It was the last scene, she had to perform one song and the curtain closes, Sharpay knew she would be able to do this.

She stepped on to the stage and bowed.

One jazz sequence and she sang aloud –

Wake up
When will things be good enough for you
To see all that we can be
I'm sick of playing games
And acting like we never care
Like we're never there

We pay attention for only seconds

Look at you
Look at me
There's never any us
Can't you see all we can become
We can shine like the sun
If we believe it
Two stars are brighter than one
come on
Come on
Come on
Look at you
Come on
Come on
Come on
Look at me

Listen the way we feel is not just about you and me
It's a harmony
Just give in
Cause together we'll be brighter than just any star
A work of art

We'll make the sky great
Uniting you and I

Look at you
Look at me
There's never any us
Can't you see all we can become
We can shine like the sun
If we believe it
Two stars are brighter than one
come on
Come on
Come on
Look at you
Come on
Come on
Come on

Is it too much to ask
That you put us first
Oh
I feel like we're last in our universe
And it's not where we ought to be

Look at you
Look at me
There's never any us
Can't you see all we can become
We can shine like the sun
If we believe it
Two stars are brighter than one

Look at you
Look at me
There's never any us
Can't you see all we can become
We can shine like the sun
If we believe it
Two stars are brighter than one
come on
Come on
Come on
Look at you
Come on
Come on
Come on
Look at me

Come on
Come on
Come on
Look at you
Come on
Come on
Come on
Look at me

Without any warning, Sharpay slumped down the floor, her breathing hoarse and hair tangled.

The audience started standing up to get a look at the condition of this world-famous actress.

A spot boy immediately pulled the curtains across the stage and apparent medication was being given to her.

Troy felt awful, somehow he felt he was the cause of it, he pulled on his coat and called out to his fiancée and they sped off to Seventh Avenue Hospital, where Sharpay lay, pale among the pillows, with no sign of consciousness.

Troy asked Gabriella to wait outside Sharpay's room and he went inside, shocked to see such a pale Sharpay who usually had so much make-up on her, an HIV sticking out of her wrist.

Troy went and sat down beside her, caressing her limp hair, which usually was so wavy.

I used to call you my angel,

Said you were sent straight down from heaven.

You loved the way I felt so stro-ong

You know I never wanted to leave

I wanted to stay here holding you,

I miss you,I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you

He gently crept over to her and kissed her softly on her lips.

He turned and looked at Gabbie through the see-through glass, she smiled and nodded, mouthing an if you must. Troy grinned at her and muttered thanks before turning back to Sharpay, who was now batting her eyelashes.

"Where am…" Sharpay started but before she could continue Troy swooped her into his arms and kissed her with all might, It was heavenly and Sharpay put her arms around his neck and kissed him back.